Tormento

There. I'm done.

It'll do for now, but it goes back

to the dressmaker tomorrow.

I told her it was too long,

but she's so mule-headed.

Get me my necklace.

It's locked.

If you'll give me -

Never mind. I'll get it.

Go iron this scarf.

I'm sorry

you're not coming, Anna.

It doesn't matter, Father.

When your mother gets an idea

in her head -

- Don't call her my mother.

- You see?

You're always hostile too.

She may not be your real mother,

but you treat her like a stranger.

You still address her formally

after ten years.

Ten years of hell.

You're right, Father.

Maybe it's my fault.

Anna, is my scarf ready?

Yes, here it is.

Hurry up. And get my gloves.

Over there. Hurry.

Just what is your father doing?

Gaetano, hurry up

or we'll be late.

I'm ready.

You might get a taxi

instead of dawdling.

There are plenty on the corner.

Anyway, what's the big rush?

It's only 8:
30.

- Where's my fur?

- Right here.

Make sure all the windows

are locked and all the lights out.

All right.

Hello?

- Anna?

- Carlo!

When did you get in?

I just got off the train.

How are you?

I need to talk to you right away.

But how?

- At this hour?

- Are they asleep?

No, they went to the theater.

Well, then?

I have to watch the place.

Let's meet tomorrow.

Tomorrow's impossible.

I have to go back tonight.

I have a meeting tomorrow.

I can't put it off.

I don't know.

A week or ten days.

That's why I want to see you.

Can't you come out

for just a minute?

Good girl.

I'll catch a taxi

and be right there.

Anna, finally.

I've been looking forward to seeing you.

You have to go right back?

Yes, to work out

final details in Rome.

The deal's done now.

It's been quite a struggle.

At one point I thought

it would all fall through.

But I convinced them,

and the business is getting underway.

What's wrong, Anna?

Why that look?

You don't look happy.

Sure I am. I'm very happy.

I owe my success to you,

you know.

Me?

Whenever I felt discouraged,

I'd just think of you

and my strength and determination

would come back.

I felt you always with me.

Though you weren't there,

your eyes were watching me,

your voice spoke to me,

and I'd remember your words...

and our dreams and plans.

Our dreams and plans...

Sweetheart, what is it?

Tell me what's wrong, darling.

What's happened?

Nothing.

It just all got to me

for a moment.

I don't really know.

It's past now. Let's drop it.

No. Tell me.

I can't take it anymore, Carlo.

I can't go on.

Is your stepmother still

making your life difficult?

I need to feel you near.

I can't go on being alone.

Try to understand.

Of course I understand.

I just didn't think things

had come to this point.

Why doesn't

your father do something?

I feel so sorry for him.

He suffers just seeing me suffer.

But he can't do anything.

He's almost scared of her.

Calm down now.

I've been looking forward

to being with you too.

But it's just a matter of days now.

Hold on a bit longer,

and then we'll get married.

Just our luck!

CANCELED DUE TO ILLNESS

I get a free box seat

and the tenor falls ill.

I'm left standing here

like an idiot,

and it's your fault!

My fault? Did I make him sick?

- The lights are on.

- Where's Anna?

Your stupid daughter

left the lights on.

How odd.

She's always very careful.

Sure, and I pay

the electricity bill.

I'm sure it wasn't on purpose.

Anyone can forget.

Well, she's going

to hear about this.

Let the poor girl sleep.

She worked hard all day.

Tell her tomorrow.

And she'll say I made it all up!

Gaetano!

- What?

- Anna's gone!

- Good-bye, and hurry back.

- Yes, darling.

Go on now.

What's wrong? Won't it open?

I don't understand.

Let me try.

The key turns.

The bolt must be drawn.

The bolt?

How could that be?

No one was home when I left.

Well, it's locked from inside.

Ring the bell.

They'll let you in.

- Heavens no!

- Why not?

Now I understand.

They got home early,

and she bolted the door.

Why?

She did it on purpose,

so I'd have to ring

and give her another excuse

to lay into me.

You don't know what she's like.

Then we have to show her.

Let's ring.

No, wait.

You'll have to sooner or later.

Don't worry. I'll talk to her.

Relax.

Good evening, ma'am.

Welcome back.

Didn't expect us

to be home, did you?

Go on. If you'll allow me.

Forgive me, ma'am,

and you too, Mr. Ferrari.

Anna's not to blame.

I asked her to meet me.

So it was you?

I needed to speak

to her urgently.

She didn't want to,

but I insisted.

Hear that?

I know you love

your daughter very much.

I'm sure we can reason things out.

My name is Carlo Guarneri.

I've known Anna for years,

and I'm a gentleman.

I've waited to introduce myself

until I could say,

"I have this position,

and I earn this much."

Anna and I want to marry.

That's not all you want!

If the door hadn't been locked,

you'd have brought him inside,

like you've probably done

with who knows how many others!

How can you think that I -

What are you waiting for?

Throw him out!

No need for that.

I'll leave on my own.

But I'll be back

to set this poor girl free.

Take her with you -

right now if you want!

But you'd best know one thing:

This is my house,

and everything in it is mine.

She owns nothing,

not even the dress she's wearing,

because my money paid for it.

If you were figuring

on some kind of dowry,

you'd best stop

dreaming right now.

Matilde, what are you saying?

Good riddance to both of them!

This house is no place

for a shameless hussy

who brings home

any man who comes along!

Let's go, Anna. Come with me.

I'm taking her with me now.

I won't let this hysterical

old woman insult her anymore!

Go on! Get out of here!

Out of my house!

Throw him out - and her too!

Come on, Anna.

Let's go!

Running off

in the night like that,

like some criminal.

What else could you do?

Go on putting up with her?

Now that I've met that woman,

I understand everything

you've been through.

You'll write to your father

from Rome.

Everything will work out.

Your mail, ma'am.

Dear Father,

I know I upset you.

Please forgive me.

I'm ready to apologize to your wife

and return home

until Carlo and I get married.

I eagerly await your reply.

Write me at Pensione Corelli,

via Palestro 51. Love, Anna.

Why doesn't he write back?

I may have hurt his feelings,

but I apologized.

Why is he treating me like this?

Don't worry.

Who knows what that woman's

telling him about you?

He could at least

write a few words.

I'm his daughter, aren't I?

I'll write him again. Who knows?

Our new life is beginning.

Just you and me.

We don't need

anyone else to be happy.

You'll see.

Your father will come around.

You're so beautiful.

Look.

I made a list.

Where did I put that?

Here.

A list of everything we need.

Clothes, a place

to live, furniture,

a ring, witnesses,

food, and flowers.

All that will take a lot of money.

Do you have it?

- Not one lira.

- What will we do?

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